Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 107 Horizons
Yue Linhai ignored the female corpse that sank to the bottom. He just watched Zhang Qian's expression intently, trying to read emotions such as disappointment and frustration.

It's a pity that he couldn't get what he wanted, because there was no extra expression on Zhang Qian's face. If he insisted on saying it, it might be a bit of a pity?

Zhang Qian seemed to be really unaffected by these remarks and still maintained a good attitude.

However, Yue Linhai still did not give up, and struck him unceremoniously: "Did you not understand what I just said, or are you simply unwilling to believe it?"

"I've even laid out the evidence for you. Those myths and legends are all false. The most powerful gods are all ghost controllers, so monks don't exist at all."

"Although you are a bit special, you are just a capable ghost controller and have nothing to do with the monks in the novel. Your teacher just didn't want to tell you the real secret, so he deceived you with this lame lie. , understand?”

After spitting out a long string of words in one breath, Yue Linhai didn't even bother to breathe.

It's the kind that really doesn't breathe.

You are so anxious...

Zhang Qian secretly smacked his tongue, but did not say anything out loud.

He just shook his head slightly, and then said firmly: "I understand, but I don't agree with this view."

"Your father did prove that a god and even part of the myth were played by ghost masters, but how could he extend this inference to the entire human history? Did that god himself say that other monks did not exist? ?”

And having ghosts in his body does not mean that he is a ghost controller. After all, Zhang Qian himself has eaten a lot of ghosts. Maybe the god is just cultivating with the help of ghosts.

But you can't say this nonsense, otherwise Yue Linhai will be in trouble if he wants to dissect himself on a whim.

"He..." Yue Linhai opened his mouth and found that the existence had indeed never said such words.

Meeting that kind of existence was enough to make one feel in awe. How could the ghost masters in his father's team dare to take the initiative to ask for information.

But even gods are masters of ghosts. Isn’t it obvious?
"Sure enough, it's just your father's guess." Zhang Qian looked at the sea, and his tone had returned to calmness.

I thought I could get clues from other monks and find other ways to practice, but I didn't expect that I just heard about the glorious deeds of a ghost master again.

Zhang Qian felt a little regretful in his heart. He had heard of many powerful people. Unfortunately, the gap between him and them was too huge, so he could only listen to them as stories.

Apart from sighing that the boss is awesome, there seems to be nothing gained.

You are all so strong, can you leave some inheritance for me as a reward?

"Even if it is a guess, it is inferred based on known clues. On the contrary, it is the monk you mentioned that is nonsense, right?" Yue Linhai retorted.

"Inference... I can only say that everyone has different opinions. In my opinion, the unknown god is a ghost controller, but it is strong evidence to prove the existence of the monk."

Zhang Qian's tone was full of confidence, so that his seemingly nonsense words were a little more convincing. Not only did Xu Zheng become convinced, but even Yue Linhai became a little curious.

Yue Linhai didn't have to force Zhang Qian to collapse. After all, his starting point was just for fun. If there were other interesting things, they could attract him.

"I'm very curious as to why you can come up with such a result." Yue Linhai said, "At least normal people should not have a brain circuit like yours."

"It's very simple. That god not only proved that there were ghost masters in ancient times, but also proved that gods, or immortals, really exist. Then those who want to become immortals are not the so-called immortal cultivators. ?"

"Even that god was also a cultivator before he became a god."

Zhang Qian said of course.

Yue Linhai frowned, "What are you talking about? After all, that god is still a ghost controller. Even if you give him the title of an immortal cultivator, it won't change this fact." "You are wrong."

Zhang Qianping said, "I'm not giving him a name, but I think that the identities of ghost controllers and immortal cultivators do not conflict. In other words, in my opinion, ghost controllers are also a type of immortal cultivators."

"After all, all roads lead to Rome. On the road to becoming an immortal, there is more than one path you can choose."

"Ghost immortals, demon immortals, human immortals... as long as they can become immortals, the method is actually not that important. As long as the goal is to become immortals, then everyone can be called an immortal cultivator."

"Aren't you trying to change your concept?"

Yue Linhai's frown deepened, thinking that Zhang Qian could say something shocking, but he didn't expect that it was just nonsense.

In order to prove the existence of the immortal cultivator, simply change the name of the ghost controller?
It is true that no one can make more noise than Zhang Qian.

"You said that the methods of cultivating immortals are different, but this is just your speculation. My father finally found evidence that gods are ghost controllers. Where is your evidence?"

Zhang Qian spread his hands and said: "I have experienced it myself, and I am sure that my path is different from the so-called ghost masters. Moreover, I have gone further on this road than ordinary ghost masters. I just want to find a few similar people. It’s not like I want to prove anything to you.”

"If you hadn't shared so much information before, I wouldn't have bothered to argue with you. Regardless of whether you believe it or not, I am a monk anyway."

If you believe it, that's fine; if you don't believe it, it doesn't matter. I just believe it myself.

This is what Zhang Qian thinks, as to whether he believes it himself.

Those twenty-something psychiatrists have something to say.

"Okay, then let me see your difference."

Yue Linhai was a little annoyed by Zhang Qian's stubbornness and no longer dwelled on the verbal argument.

You don't admit it, do you?

I want to see what's different about you...

Yue Linhai narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Qian, a cold light flashed above his eyes.

next moment.

The world in his eyes immediately changed drastically.

The colors of the entire world suddenly became chaotic, with black and white intersecting in confusion.

It's like two kinds of paint were mixed together and stirred, but they didn't merge. All kinds of complex and weird images filled the space. Just a glimpse of it is enough to make people dizzy.

However, Yue Linhai was obviously prepared and closed his eyes in advance to wait for the surrounding situation to stabilize.

Beside him, most things began to dim, including the cloak on Guituiren's body, Xu Zheng standing beside Li Gui, and even the lantern hanging on the covered bridge...

These things were affected, and the remaining colors faded little by little, leaving only a pure white.

And this influence continues to spread, and its scope is getting larger and larger over time.

(End of this chapter)